This is a song about "Cutting hair"

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

We both grown and i dont care

Your pullin on my hair

Or even fucking cutting in bed/

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Cutting down the most cerebral mc’s with ease/

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

And you can tell everyone

I'm cutting off your fun

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

I was born to do the damn thing

The ones who spent their days cutting